it sounds like spring but feels like winter.

i just don't know
anything or myself
guess i'm drowing in dust
on this too far to reach shelf
& self-preservation
has become more like self-destruction

and no one understands
how hollow i've become...

you tell me 'don't run',
you tell me i'm fine,

but you haven't been listening
this entire time.

(it's not a lie when i say i'm falling behind.)

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